The girls begin to come around

Roman was beginning to get a cramp in his wrist as a consequence of his consistent writing. Certainly, that last big burst. He decided to take a moment to recover his hand, leaning back in his chair with a long-awaited breath of relief.

"Aw, geez! You girls are certainly making me work for this ****, huh? I should have thought it through and gone with something I didn't have to hand write."

He gazed down at the page, as though he were looking right at all four girls that had become the symbols of his irritation for the past few months.

Peering at the text, that had begun again, as soon as he had stopped, he noticed a small passage.

Whilst they were back to normal now, at the time, they believed fully what they were saying. It made sense then and, strangely, it still made sense now.
However, the girls knew that they wouldn't actually believe it.
Right?

So, this book was affecting them long term, was it?

Roman hadn't considered it but he guessed that, if he wrote what they thought or believed, they may actually change to suit the new narrative.

Controlling their mouths and bodies was all well and good when they were against it but to corrupt them completely was exactly the sort of power trip he was hoping for.

Setting himself back up, he began his work anew

Remaining sat in that circle, the four girls shared the same feelings of hesitancy, not knowing whether to get up, stay down, go for help, continue talking, cry or laugh at the experience. They didn't even know what the right choice would be at this point.

Definitely laugh at the experience. After all, it was funny. The girls couldn't deny that.

Ruby let a small chuckle escape, getting the attention of the others.

"You guys have to admit it. This is kind of funny," the leader of the team said. Here they were, sitting in a circle while some unknown superpower was making them jabber like idiots.

Weiss wanted to disagree and scold the younger girl for not taking this seriously, but she also could see the funny side of this. As did all the rest, who gave into a fit of giggles. However, they weren't too confident that those were their own.

Of course, they were laughing on their own. It was funny. Everything said and done so far was all just innocent fun and were things they would have agreed with anyway. There was nothing to worry about. This was fun.

Soon all four girls were laughing hysterically at this.

It had been scary at first, when they didn't know what was going on. However, once that they got used to it, it had become clear what harmless fun this all was.

All that stuff about Blake being a stupid cat girl and all faunus being dumb animals; well Weiss, of course, had her prejudices that she has tried to work on; all that had probably been on the heiress' mind once or twice.

All that stuff about Yang being a brainless bimbo, Weiss being a snotty brat and Ruby being a naïve fool; those had been stuff that the girls had joked about the entire time that they had known each other. It wouldn't be funny if it weren't based on a little fact.

They had been overreacting. There was nothing to worry about. This was fun.

Soon the four were laxly reclined in their seated positions, reminiscing the past few minutes with relishing grins.

"Remember when Ruby crossed her eyes."

"Or me jamming my finger up my nose."

"Or when he made Blake say she wanted to be collared and made her pose like a cat girl. Wow. We laughed even then; it was so funny."

Blake, aware of all of her anguish at her heritage and background as a faunus and a former White Fang member, couldn't help but laugh back.

It was funny, after all. Plus, Blake had to admit to herself that everything she said in regard to herself and the faunus were completely true. They were smelly, brainless beasts. She was too. She has been so grouchy and forlorn all this time trying to deny it but now she is going to smile and be proud of that fact.

Like a flick of a switch, Blake's whole outlook changed. She relaxed for the first time in years as she accepted herself. After all her time wasted with the White Fang and training to become a huntress, she finally felt liberated.

"Yeah," said Blake, in between chuckles, "You girls don't have to worry about offending me anymore. I really am a silly pussy! MEOW."

Her friends were proud of her for accepting her animal status. They too were enlightened by this gifted experience. Yang was a trampy bimbo. Why let that upset her?

Weiss was the spoilt princess to BIG DUST and needed to be taken down a peg or two.

If this experience had taught Ruby anything, it was that becoming a huntress was stupid. Stopping Torchwick was stupid. Torchwick's way of looking at the world made way more sense and she should have listened to him.

"Y-n-no. No that isn't right," said Ruby, beginning to doubt for the first time in minutes. Ruby adored her mother and huntsmen and heroes and everything they symbolized. She certainly wasn't going to give all that up to follow a criminal. Why had she thought that?

She had almost forgot the whole situation. They were being **** to say and do stuff. They were probably being **** to think things too.

"Girls. Wait." cried Ruby.

"What is it, Sis?"

"This isn't us. We're being controlled, remember?"

To this, the other three laughed again, oblivious to any danger at this point.

"That was all just harmless fun, Ruby," said Weiss, "It's all stuff we believe anyway. We're just being made to say it."

Ruby began to object but faltered. How much of that was true? Ruby would have to trust none of her thoughts to be accurate at this point. Did she actually want to be a huntress at all or was that fake? Was Blake the team pet or was she a stray? Did Roman really need to be stopped or was she just stupid and bothering someone who didn't deserve it?

Ruby began to sniffle as the revelation hit her, causing her sister to immediately snap to attention.

"Ruby, what's wrong?"

"I... I don't know what I think anymore?"

"Sis, it's okay. Just go with the flow. What are you thinking right now?"

Ruby blurted out, "I think we should give up becoming huntresses and instead work with Roman Torchwick."

She couldn't control herself.

The girls agreed: that was a great idea.

Eyes widening in alarm for only a fraction of a second, the girls then gave calm, almost trance-like smiles back at their team leader.

"Sure," Yang replied calmly, "That sounds great. School clearly isn't suited to morons like us, anyway."

"Yeah," Blake added, "It'll be good to join my fellow faunus and serve such a man who knows how to treat us."

"If he's robbing from the SDC and annoying my father, maybe helping him out isn't all bad," said Weiss

"No. Guys," Ruby snapped, "I clearly didn't mean to say that. Remember. This has been happening to us all night."

Shutting her stupid mouth and getting up, Ruby marched to the bathroom. The girls didn't follow her. They continued talking and laughing, enjoying the prospect of serving Roman Torchwick.

Ruby found herself glaring into the mirror.

"How can you make even this a challenge, you fucking bitch?"

Ruby had no idea why she had come all the way to the bathroom just to yell at herself but then it became clear what was going on. She hadn't been the once speaking. It was the one controlling them all night.

"Who are you?"

"I know you're stupid, but you can clearly work this out."

Ruby gave a shuttering breath. Having someone talk through her was really creepy.

At least she knew the culprit. There was no one else.

"Roman Torchwick."

"Bingo. Technically, you had figured it out a while ago but what can you do.

"Hello, Red," Ruby said, a foreign look of evil on her face that sickened the poor girl.

"How are you doing this to us?" She asked her reflection.

"I've got my ways. I just wanted you to know how much of a pain you've been before I finish you off."

"Finish me off? What do you mean by that?"

"Would you like me to show you?"

There was a long pause and Ruby waited for something to come. Only nothing came.

Ruby didn't know what to make of it, but she began to remove her clothes. After all, she was in the bathroom, so she might as well take the opportunity to shower.

Naked, she entered the shower and turned it on.

As she continued, she began to think of Roman. How hot he was. How stylish he was. How much of a rebel against the system he was. Ruby had always crushed hard on him. Why else would she constantly the make excuse of 'saving the day' just so she could see him?

Thinking about him made her horny.

She began to pleasure herself as she showered, thinking of how great a life of serving him would be. How that was all she really wanted.

"Roman!" she cried, as she continued her fingering, never feeling so good.

"ROMAN! ROMAN! ROMAN! ROMAN! Rom-ro-rOH MY GOD," screamed Ruby, immediately ceasing her **** masturbation and closing in on herself, covering her most private areas.

That was sick. How long had she been under control? She couldn't tell at this point.

Turning to the mirror, Ruby said, "Before you call me a perv, I can't actually see you. I'm just writing it."

"What are you going to do with me?" Ruby asked, with bashful eyes and a flirtations lilt in her voice.

"I'm glad you asked, Little Red."